Chapter Twenty-Six
Carrie received the summons from her father to appear in person at home. Actually, the message she listened to on her cell phone was spoken in a tone she’d never heard from her father before. Carrie had ignored many messages from her father, but this time, for some reason, she couldn’t ignore it. There had been a second message, too, a little quieter, but she hadn’t been fooled by the calmness in the way he spoke. She could hear the outrage in the heat of his tone. He was the only man she knew who said very little, but what he did say, he meant from the depths of his soul.
She called the house, and her father answered on the first ring, as if he’d been sitting there, waiting.
“You’re not at the house,” he said. “I can only hope you’re calling to tell me you’re on your
